RUDE
I would be your eager servant girl
Serve you well in your perfect world
I´d claim I love you
And I´d poison your food
Forks in your microwave
And forth I institute new day
Ball and chain; you wanna see us with
No sun, no rain, just blank and easy bit
But I wanna lay in your violent arms
Then tear out you ugly, rotten heart
I wanna know is this the way
I wanna know is this the way to play
All I do know is that it´s my way to be wrong
And by my mistakes I stay away
From your bloody hands
From your ready plans